For those who are familiar with the Stephen King novel The Long Walk (published under the pseudonym Richard Bachman) Bbad reminds me of Gary Barkovitch who enters the long walk just to see others fall while dancing on their graves just living on high octane hate H
God Dammit Orison I like how you think!! You're hired!:2thumbsup: Anywho, I live to be able to wake up the next day and say "Son of a bitch I'm still fucking alive!!" and then I light up another blunt.
for my family and friends for those rare times in life when you laugh so hard your stomach hurts and tears fall down your face like a little bitch. Haven't laughed like that in a long time but I know I will again. for the vague idea in the back of my head that one day I want to be a foster mom and for the even more vague idea that i have a purpose to serve on earth and I haven't fulfilled it yet. and for the hope that one day love will overcome hate, beauty will overcome trash, logic will overcome stupidity, and a fragmented society will become whole. i can dream...
What do we live for; if it is not to make life less difficult for each other?" -Mary Ann Evans- novelist
I live for hot tea on cold mornings, for fresh air with spring rain, for creating music, for those people closest to me, for my Gods, for summer sun and crisp autumn leaves.
i live for many things i guess. the main point of my life is to change lives in a way to make people think more of a spiritual way. The second part of my main point of life is having myself be more spiritual and learning a lesson from this life.